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The Board
I was on the beach
Having a good old time
With the water all around me
Splashing everywhere
I was here
When it happened
They were all digging
Digging a hole
A big hole
I thought nothing of it
Paid it no attention
I went swimming
I got out
When I went over to look at the hole
It was done
The kids had laid a board across it
They were walking across it
Having fun
I asked of I could try it
They said that I could
So I went up to it
Got on the board
I was half way
At the deepest point
When it happened
The board began to wobble
It shook
I was loosing my balance
I fell
Everything slowed down
My leg scraped along the rough
Edge of the board.
My leg,
Cut from the edge of the board
Was gushing blood
From my hip
To just below my knee,
It hurt.
I cried out in pain
I washed it out in the salty water
Of the sea
In which
I had been playing in not even ten minutes
Before.
But it happened
It hurt then
And when I think about it
